Siheyuan: Domineering life

The next day, the construction team moved into Yang's house and began to build Diaoyutai.

Yang Jun was lying in a glass house on the shore, watching a group of workers busy at work. They were transporting construction materials to their homes and dismantling the fishing platform in the middle of the river. The weather was quite hot, and they worked under the scorching sun. Later, some of them couldn't stand the heat anymore and took off their shirts and worked in the river.

The Diaoyutai was made of four wooden stakes and some wooden boards. It took less than an hour to dismantle the platform.

At noon, Yang Jun had meals delivered to the workers and instructed the kitchen to let them eat at home from then on.

A group of workers were sitting under the shade of trees on the shore eating their meals, while Yang Jun was eating in a glass house.

He usually eats in the backyard and rarely eats in the glass house. Maybe he likes this kind of lively scene and feels inexplicably good, so he has people deliver the food to him.

He was a lively person, but his status made him suppress his nature. Over the years, he always gave people a rigid and serious image, which made his life unhappy. Although he couldn't drink and chat with the workers, he felt very comfortable watching them talking and laughing together.

"You two should drink less. Don't drink anymore after finishing this bottle."

Yang Jun was in a good mood today and specially allowed Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu to drink.

Usually, when they had nothing to do, the three of them would eat together, and today was no exception, except that today they could drink alcohol as an exception.

"Uncle Yang, this is a drink. It's okay to drink it all the time." Sun Zhaocai muttered.

It’s so frustrating to allow drinking but not allow drinking too much.

"Yeah, godfather, is beer considered alcohol? It's not even a beverage." Sha Zhu echoed in a buzzing voice.

Upon hearing this, Yang Jun rolled his eyes at both of them.

"Since beer is not alcohol, you might as well just drink a beverage."

"No, no, no, hey, let's just drink beer." Sun Zhaocai sighed and said, "I'll just drink beer reluctantly."

"If you're troubled, don't drink." Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him.

After hearing this, the two of them burst into laughter.

Then the three of them continued to eat.

Ever since Yang Jun ordered that they were only allowed to drink the last bottle, they drank beer as if it were white wine, taking small sips, and the beer would not run out for a long time. Their appearance perfectly portrayed the image of a drunkard.

"Silly Zhu, do one."

Sun Zhaocai touched Sha Zhu with the beer bottle, then took a sip. He put the beer bottle on the table and glanced at the water level. Seeing that there was still most of the bottle left, a satisfied smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The same went for Shazhu. He was reluctant to part with the last bottle of beer. He just tasted the beer with his tongue but didn't drink it. He thought that as long as he didn't finish it, he could always taste the beer.

"You two are really promising." Yang Jun sneered and rolled his eyes.

"We both want to make something of ourselves, but someone won't allow us to do so." Sun Zhaocai muttered in a low voice.

"Oh, I want to be successful too." Sha Zhu said in a buzzing voice.

"You two good-for-nothings, stop talking. I don't want to talk to you." Yang Jun.

After hearing this, the two of them rolled their eyes.

At this time, Sun Zhaocai glanced at the shore.

"Uncle Yang, the fourth aunt is here."

The fourth concubine is Meng Wenya.

After hearing this, Yang Jun looked back and saw Meng Wenya walking towards him in a hurry.

He didn't say anything, but just sat there quietly.

But Sun Zhaocai and Sha Zhu were not so calm. They picked up the beer bottles and blew them to their mouths. In less than two seconds, the whole bottle of beer went into their stomachs.

Putting down the beer bottles, they quickly grabbed the barbecue on the table and stood up.

"Fourth aunt."

The two of them shouted in unison, then left with the food.

"coming."

Yang Jun greeted with a smile.

"Lao Yang."

Meng Wenya called out, then sat opposite him, looked at the dozen empty beer bottles on the ground, then turned around, took a bottle of ice-cold beer from the refrigerator behind her, and drank half of it in one breath.

"Drink slowly. You don't have to worry about upsetting your stomach by drinking something so cold." Yang Jun.

"Cool."

After drinking half a bottle of beer, Meng Wenya couldn't help but sigh.

"I haven't felt this good in a long time, Lao Yang, you won't blame me for not being reserved, right?"

"It's okay, do whatever you want in front of me, as long as you don't be rude in front of outsiders." Yang Jun waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

He is a free and easy person. He doesn't want to restrict others, and he doesn't want to treat his women as birds in a cage. Therefore, he is as tolerant as possible to them. Of course, he still likes the bold side of women. After all, he has seen many docile women, and he also wants to see the other heroic side of women.

"Thanks husband."

Seeing that Yang Jun doted on her so much, Meng Wenya was grateful from the bottom of her heart.

"Is something wrong?"

Yang Jun brought her a new set of clean dishes and chopsticks.

"Ah."

Meng Wenya nodded, then took a bite of the food. She had just drunk too much and her mouth was full of the taste of beer. It was just right for her to eat a bite of food to suppress the urge.

"Old Yang, I have something to report to you. Please don't be angry."

Yang Jun smiled and said, "I can't promise you that. I don't know what it is yet."

Meng Wenya rolled her eyes at him and said, "Your son got into trouble again and the school called his parents. I just came back from school."

"What trouble has Chengyun gotten into again?"

Meng Wenya gave birth to a son and a daughter for Yang Jun. The son, Yang Chengyun, is in his third year of high school this year and will go to college next year. The daughter, Yang Chengqiu, is in her third year of junior high school this year and will also go to high school next year. Like Yang Chengdao, these two children have terrible academic performance.

Yang Jun was also very troubled by his son Yang Chengyun. This kid, like his brother, had been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He relied on his skills to fight everywhere. In addition, because of his family background, no one outside dared to mess with him. Over time, Yang Chengyun developed an arrogant character.

"What trouble have you gotten into this time?" Yang Jun asked with a headache.

Meng Wenya counted on her fingers and said, "Skipping school, skipping classes, fighting, these are all commonplace things, but this time, I even had a group fight with some gangsters in society."

"Yo, are you still fighting with the gangsters?"

Yang Jun was also a little surprised when he heard this.

"That's right, there are two cars full of people." Meng Wenya said angrily.

In the past, my son had gotten into trouble mostly by skipping school and fighting with classmates. I didn't expect that this time he would bring two trucks of people to fight with some gangsters. It was really hard to believe.

However, he knew his son's character and knew he was capable of doing such a thing.

"Did we win?" Yang Jun asked with a smile.

After hearing this, Meng Wenya stood there in a daze, then she pinched his arm.

"How can you be a father? Your son got into a fight with someone, but you didn't care if he was injured or not. Instead, you cared about these trivial things. I really don't know how you can be a father."

Yang Jun touched the painful area with his hand, still with a smile on his face.

"I'm not a competent father, but you as a mother haven't been able to educate your children well either."

"You...you're not used to it?"

"How can I be used to him? That kid is like a mouse seeing a cat when he sees me. How can I be used to him?"

"With a father as powerful as you, who in this world does he have to fear?" Yang Jun laughed after hearing this.

To be honest, he is quite strict in educating his children and never spoils them. However, he is in a high position with power and influence, and his children know their own abilities, so they rely on their family background and are fearless and get into trouble everywhere.

"Okay, wait for him to come back in the evening and see how I deal with him."

After that, he asked again: "Did you win?"

If my son doesn't win, I must double the punishment. Yang Jun's son cannot lose.

After hearing this, Meng Wenya rolled her eyes at him again.

"Can two trucks lose?"

After a slight pause, he continued, "When the people on the other side heard that it was your son, they immediately gave in and didn't dare to make a move."

"It seems that his victory was unfair."

After Yang Jun finished laughing, he continued, "This kid usually acts cute in front of me, but I didn't expect he has a fierce side."

"By the way, where did he get so many people to fight?"

Meng Wenya said angrily: "It was Xiaowu who found someone for him."

"Little five?"

After hearing this, Yang Jun was stunned for a moment.

Then he slammed his chopsticks on the table and said, "This idiot doesn't act like a big brother at all. He doesn't set a good example for his younger siblings, and he even encourages them to fight. I'm really pissed off."

"Don't blame Xiaowu. To be honest, he is quite protective of his younger siblings. When he heard that Chengyun was bullied by gangsters, he immediately found so many people to help him. He is really protecting his brother." Meng Wenya.

"Are you still making excuses for him?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said, "I would like to ask you, are you here for me to discipline my son or to protect Xiaowu?"

“Are these two things contradictory?”

Meng Wenya blinked a few times, her spring-like eyes were very lively.

That look was quite seductive.

Yang Jun was also stunned when he saw this. He hadn't seen Meng Wenya like this for a long time. At this moment, it was as if he had returned to the past.

"Wash yourself clean and wait for me tonight." Yang Jun.

Meng Wenya was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red instantly.

"We were talking about the child, why are you talking about this all of a sudden? Aren't you ashamed?"

"As long as there is no delay in these two matters, it is settled."

Yang Jun said in a tone that brooked no refusal: "My son needs to be cleaned up, and so do you."

“I’m going to die.”

Meng Wenya's face turned red with shame, and then she used her little finger to gently gather the messy hair on her temples, making her look even more shy and pretty.

At this moment, the whole room is filled with spring love.

"Where is that kid Chengyun?" Yang Jun asked.

"I'm attending classes at school diligently." Meng Wenya.

"He is the only one who attends class honestly?" Yang Jun was so angry that he laughed.

"Then what do you say we should do? We can't just let him drop out of school, right?"

"Hey."

After hearing this, Yang Jun also felt a headache.

There are more and more children in the family, and his worries are also increasing. Today this child gets into trouble, tomorrow that child gets into trouble, and as long as they make a mistake, he as a father has a headache. These children are usually disciplined by their mother, and he rarely gets involved. He doesn’t even know about the small mistakes they make, and he is only notified when they get into big trouble.

"You should just bring him back and let me show you how I beat him." Yang Jun said angrily.

"He's not stupid. I wanted to bring him back home, but he refused to come back no matter what." After a slight pause, Meng Wenya continued, "I guess he won't be home for the next few days."

"You are so lawless, and you dare not go home?"

Yang Jun waved to Sun Zhaocai who was sitting on the shore eating barbecue, and Sun Zhaocai immediately ran over.

"You go to the school and keep watch over him. He must bring Cheng Yun back to me today."

"Yes, Uncle Yang."

Sun Zhaocai took the order and left.

After he left, Meng Wenya started to worry again.

"Old Yang, children should be criticized and educated. Please don't kill them."

"Why, are you feeling sorry for the child again now?"

Yang Jun glared and said, "If you can educate your child well, do you still need me to help you?"

"That's not just my child." Meng Wenya said in a low voice.

"you……"

Yang Jun pointed at her, and Meng Wenya immediately became docile.

"I'm so busy every day, how can I have time to take care of the child? If you can't take care of the child, let Qiu Shui take care of it in the future."

"I can take care of it. I will take good care of the children." Meng Wenya said quickly.

Seeing this, Yang Jun didn't want to blame her too much. After all, he, as a father, was not that sincere, so how could he be so demanding of others?

"The children are still young. If they start forming gangs and fighting in groups now, what will happen in the future?"

Yang Jun said earnestly: "Actually, these are nothing. I'm just afraid that he will follow in Lao Wu's footsteps."

"Isn't Xiaowu a good person? Although he is a gangster, he also does serious work. Isn't he taking care of things for you now?" Meng Wenya.

"I'm talking about Lao Wu, not Xiao Wu." Yang Jun glared at him.

"Oh, it's...Old Five."

Meng Wenya then realized that Yang Jun was talking about the fifth brother Yang Huai, not the fifth brother Yang Chengwu.

When mentioning the fifth son Yang Huai, Meng Wenya couldn't help but worry about her son. If Yang Chengyun really followed in the footsteps of the fifth son, then her son would have gone astray.

The fifth child, Yang Huai, was spoiled since childhood. He became fearless, so much so that when he grew up he became lawless and ended up killing people. But since Yang Huai went to jail, he has become a completely different person. He doesn't recognize his relatives, even his brother Yang Jun. He also announced at his mother's funeral that he would cut off ties with Yang Jun.

For a family like the Yang family, it is normal to have some blood on their hands and some dirty deeds behind the scenes, but you cannot become heartless. If you don't even recognize your own family members, you are no different from an animal.

If Yang Jun hadn't thought about family affection and taken care of him all the time, the grass on Lao Wu's grave would have grown several times.

If her son Yang Chengyun followed the same path as Lao Wu, she couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

"Old Yang, just educate the child however you want. I won't protect my child." Meng Wenya said resolutely.

"Are you willing to do that?" Yang Jun was also surprised.

Usually, Meng Wenya is very protective of his child. He would not tolerate him educating the child by physical means, let alone saying a few words to him. But today, she was willing to let him let go and educate the child. It was really like the sun rising from the west.

He guessed that maybe what he just said had alerted her.

"I can't bear to do it, but it's up to you to do it."

After saying that, Meng Wenya added: "It's better not to let me know when you do it tonight. I'm afraid that I will feel sorry for the child again."

"Haha, I'll take care of the kids first, and then I'll take care of you." Yang Jun. (End of this chapter)